IN THE NIGHT

In the sea breeze,

you can hear their sighs.

In the white sand,

you can see their footsteps.

They come in the night.

They come for you.

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DARKEST FANTASIES COME TO LIFE

There is something not quite right.
Meetings are held at midnight.
Dark shadows creep the street.
You don’t know whom you’ll meet.
Take me from here.
The Dead, I can’t bear.

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FOLLOW US TO HELL

You belong to us now.

I say this with a bow.

You will follow us to hell.

As we ring the nightly bell.

Our servant you will be.

You’ll never be set free.

The town belongs to us.

No reason for a fuss.

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A GARDEN FOR THE DEAD

Frozen in place.

Dripping tears for centuries.

Memories of a lifetime.

Praying for salvation.

A frown for eternity.

Will her tears sprout

a garden for The Dead?

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THE END IS NEAR

The end has grown near.

The end we hold dear.

The sun hides its face,

No longer in its place.

There’s nowhere to hide.

Is time on our side?

THE DEAD are here.

There’s much to fear.

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IS HE DEAD AT HEART?

A creature of the night
who walks in the moonlight.
Don’t be fooled
by his beautiful shell.
For inside, he’s empty,
without a soul.

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Is he dead at heart?
Catch him if you can.

INNOCENT NO MORE

Innocent.

Alone.

Happy.

Content.

Until…

Drop those balloons

And run.

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SNOW IS FALLING

Snow is falling on the trees,

hanging tight to the cold leaves.

A winter wonderland in the south.

I gaze ahead and open my mouth.

A bitter taste fills my heart & soul

as I plunge into the rabbit hole.

Snowflake

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BLOOD MOON

 

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Red reflects on the water

 

what we feel in our hearts.

 

As the day comes to an end,

 

we must face the night.

 

Turn not your face away.

 

Dare not take a step back.

 

Bear the brunt of the red moon

 

as it burns through your empty soul.

THE DANGER HAS HIT HOME

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The earth weeps tears

to fill an ocean.

 

As oceans fill with waste,

no one takes notice.

 

As icebergs melt and crumble,

no one stops to listen.

 

But once a deadly virus appears,

the world wakes in an uproar.

 

The danger has hit home.